Chapter 334 Lawyer

   Dean and Carlo had a warm hug, and patted him on the shoulder: "How are you doing?"

  Carol's Sima face turned into a chuckle: "It's okay, it's quite relaxed, but I feel a little less sense of accomplishment. It's not as good as when you are here, boss. You have money and a sense of accomplishment."

   "Haha~"

   Dean laughed.

  This child, what he says is true.

He glanced aside from the corner of his eye, as if he had taken away his girlfriend, looked at his old Hunter sourly, and ended the topic: "Sit down, and Captain Hunter, he hasn't been back for a long time, today we can Have fun."

  Old Hunter waved his hand and found a seat to sit down: "We still have a case to work on, Dean, if there is nothing else, Carol and I have two drinks before we have to leave."

Carlo had long been annoyed by the old fritters of old Hunter, and before Dean could speak, he said directly: "We are indeed very busy, every day is like a salesman selling umbrellas, knocking on doors at every house, and the boss After the woman opened the door, she directly asked us if we would provide services."

   "We are visiting!"

  Old Hunter was in a hurry.

   Isn't he clueless and can only use stupid methods!

  Does this kid know how to let the leader step down?

   "Visiting?" Carlo raised his eyebrows, looked straight into Old Hunter's cramped eyes, and said contemptuously, "Is it the kind of visiting where you wear a uniform and a police badge and you can pay extra?"

   Fishing for money and getting money is nothing.

  But since the old **** took him and Harry, two cases have not been solved, and all kinds of grievances will be eaten up. If Harry hadn't kept saying that Boss Dean would come back soon, Carlo would have run away long ago.

"you"

  Old Hunter didn't expect that after Carlo saw Dean, he would directly become the second face.

  Before facing his own wooing, it was okay to be lukewarm, but now he directly beats the leader's ribs, and stomps on the face.

  Is he shameless?

Just when the old Hunter was a little bit unable to get down the steps, Lawrence gave the old Hunter the steps: "Captain, Carlo also got angry because the case has not been progressing. He is still a newcomer. You are the captain. Be generous. Don't mind." .”

  Old Hunter rolled his eyes.

  I still know that I am the captain!

  But Lawrence’s words are like: he is still a child, you are an adult, if you are not generous, you are small-minded and have no capacity

   As soon as the words came out.

  The shameless old Hunter is really not easy to get mad.

  He had no choice but to point the finger at Dean: "Dean, why do I feel that it's not good for you to buy me a drink today?"

"Of course it's a good thing!" Dean smiled and poured old Hunter a glass of wine: "Captain Hunter, after I came back, I heard that the situation of the Fourth Squadron is not very good. Suspended, Captain Hunter is under a lot of pressure recently, right?"

  Old Hunter looked at the drink pushed in front of him, and fell silent.

  How can there be no pressure?

  In fact, after Dean left, the fourth squadron, which was originally thriving, became sluggish.

The Fourth Squadron has not been established for a long time. Although the members below have some abilities, they were split into two teams just after running in, and many newcomers were added. Dean, who became the inspector in a short period of time, is even more Being suspended, a team was suspended directly, but the number of cases accepted by the fourth squadron was increasing.

   Only old Hunter would understand the bitterness in this.

  Every time he went to the office for a meeting, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, trembling and drooling all over his face when he was sprayed by his mother.

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  Old Hunter even doubted whether his little heart could survive until he retired.

He stretched out his palm, flicked a glass full of cold beer, raised his head, and said seriously: "Dean, I know you can't let the Fourth Squadron go, if you can, I hope you come back more than anyone else, Lawrence can too Re-employment, but you should know that your departure and Lawrence's suspension are all Mu En's intentions, and I can't make any decisions."

  Old Hunter knows his level.

  If I was really capable, I wouldn't have been around for so many years. It was only by luck that I climbed to the position of acting captain.

if it is possible.

  He wanted Dean back more than anyone else.

   But he can't be the master!

  Seeing Old Hunter's confession, Dean chuckled and shook his head.

  He fell directly on the sofa behind him, dangling with a glass of wine, and lazily said:

   "Old Hunter, you misunderstood.

  Your eyes are limited to Los Angeles, because of your ability, you can only support you to hang out in the familiar place of Los Angeles. If you change places, you may become passers-by.

   And I'm different.

   Change to another place.

  I can still be the most dazzling star!

  It's just the position of a detective.

   I don't care at all. "

  Old Hunter nodded noncommittally: "So you called me here today just to show off your power to an old man like me?"

   "No." Dean straightened up again, and said seriously: "I just don't want the No. 4 Squadron, which has devoted our efforts, to become a joke of the police department because of Meng En's charming old dog."

  He put down his wine glass, stood up slowly, and opened his hands:

  "Everyone comes out to hang out, either for money, or for fame, or for power, or for their own ideals

What now?

   What's the point of making it like this?

  Old Hunter, I know you don't want to offend people because you are about to retire, but have you ever thought about whether the Fourth Squadron can survive until you retire?

   If so, then I must congratulate you, Captain Hunter.

  Because when everyone mentions you, they will immediately react: ah, it turned out to be the incompetent captain Old Hunter who caused a squadron to be abolished, the last captain of the fourth squadron..."

   "Okay!" Old Hunter raised his hands in surrender: "Stop talking nonsense, Dean, what exactly do you want to do?"

   "I want to participate in the case you are in charge of as an invited detective!"

  Dean finally said his purpose.

  Although Amon promised to help him return to the Los Angeles Police Department, it will take time.

  He wanted to participate in the case. Without the support of the captain in name, Old Hunter, it was really inconvenient to put on a layer of legality for himself, and it was easy to leave people with clues.

Old Hunter's face was cloudy, and he didn't pick up his glass until a few ballads on the stage had passed, and raised a glass to Dean and the three: "Well, at my age, I only have one face alive, Dean, don't let it I am disappointed!"

  Dean raised his glass and touched him lightly: "Happy cooperation."

   Get old Hunter.

  Then the atmosphere among everyone was much more harmonious.

  Lawrence and Carlo, under Dean's signal, left first.

  Dean took old Hunter to sober up and chat on the street, and learn about the progress of the case by the way.

   Before leaving.

  Old Hunter asked Dean a question through his drunkenness: "Dean, if you let Munn know about us, I will at most wait for retirement, but I'm afraid you will not feel better."

"maybe."

Dean looked at the feasting and feasting in the distance, breathed out a mouthful of alcohol, and asked back: "Old Hunter, do you know why I haven't joined the police department for a long time, do people like Harry, Lawrence, and Carlo trust and support me so much?" ?”

  Old Hunter pondered for a moment, then hesitated: "Because of ability?"

   Dean shook his head.

"Charisma?"

   Dean continued shaking his head.

  Old Hunter smiled slightly: "It can't be because you're alive, right?"

   "I do have a good life, but it has nothing to do with these."

  Dean put his hands in his pockets, looked at the feasting lights in front of him, and said softly, "The reason why they believe in me is because they know that no matter what difficulties they face, I can lead them to win."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

   "See you at the police station tomorrow!"

  Old Hunter waved to Dean, stopped a taxi, and disappeared at the end of the street.

   Look at the disappearing tail lights.

  Dean took out his mobile phone, called Little Mike, and said indifferently: "Little Mike, start the monitoring plan, I need to use the fastest speed to destroy the garbage that delays my energy"

the next day.

  Dean took Neil, who flew back to Los Angeles overnight, back to the rental house, and then slowly came to the branch office.

Although he joined the Los Angeles police department and left for a while, but with Harry's broken mouth, he gained countless nicknames and made Dean famous. Even the guards remembered that his picture was very recognizable. s face.

   Brush your face all the way.

   Dean received a lot of attention.

   Especially the bald patrolman Hawke.

This guy was bragging about something with his colleagues while eating a sandwich. When he saw Dean, he wiped his eyes several times in a row, and then he stepped forward excitedly, grabbed Dean and greeted: "Wow! Look at this Who! Dean, God must have heard my prayers day and night before sending you back to me!"

  Dean pushed away Ji Liji's angry bald head in disgust: "Call your buddy, I will help later."

"no problem!

  Brothers are already hungry and thirsty! "

  Hoke touched his bald head, and kicked open the office door like chicken blood, ready to announce to his brothers the good news of the return of Headshot Inspector!

To know.

  During the period when Dean was away, the bonus income of Hawke and the patrolmen was much lower.

   Now that the invincible Dean is back, those guys who follow to get credit are naturally very happy.

   Didn't take a few steps.

   Dean heard cheers from behind him.

  The corners of his mouth turned up.

   There is no external influence.

   Driven by interests, people's aspirations, there is no disadvantage!

   Squad meeting room.

   Clerk Daisy, leaning on the glass door, holding a bag of potato chips, squawking, while stretching her head to look at the door, as if waiting for something.

  Until the wall clock in the office points to nine o'clock.

  The wooden door was pushed open.

   "Dean! You're really back!"

Daisy wiped her mouth, hit someone with the ball, and threw herself on Dean, who had just walked in, and gave him a warm bear hug: "I thought Carol was teasing me, you bastard, why did you come back?" Don't tell me in advance, don't ask me to be your assistant in the future!"

   Long time no see.

  Daisy couldn't help Barabara complaining.

  Dean pushed away his big belly in confusion: "Daisy, you're getting fat."

   "cut~"

Daisy wiped Dean's back skillfully with her fingers, then took a step back, touched her plump belly and sighed: "No way, since you left, only Harry and Carol are left in the office. Ugly, I don’t even want to lose weight, I don’t even want to put on makeup anymore, okay, go in quickly, you are on time, causing old Hunter and the others to wait for you for more than an hour.”

   There are only two people in the conference room.

  One is Old Hunter and the other is Carlo.

  Lawrence has been suspended, and his team members are still in charge of other cases. As for Harry, he is still enjoying the considerate service in the VIP ward, so the real participants in this case are Dean and Carlo.

   "Dean, arrive on time at nine o'clock, as expected of you!"

  Old Hunter glanced at his watch and complained.

  Dean found a seat and sat down, shrugged: "Isn't this the fine tradition of our Fourth Squadron?"

  Old Hunter angrily threw a pile of documents and materials in front of Dean: "This is the autopsy report of the deceased. After you read it, I will tell you about our findings in detail."

  Dean lowered his head and flipped through the information in his hand:

  Dead: Yu Linfen, Chinese

  The information is basically the same as the information given to Dean by Little Mike.

  Dean moved his eyes down and looked at the autopsy column:

  Female, no obvious trauma, XX disease history.

  Cause of death: Suspected cardiac arrest.

  The reason why it is suspected is because the corpse is severely decomposed, half rotten flesh and half corpse water, which has a great impact on the autopsy.

   At the end of the autopsy report are several close-up photos of the corpse taken by members of the forensics department.

In the photo, a highly decomposed corpse whose skin and flesh are almost separated is indescribable, sitting on a dark brown bamboo and rattan rocking chair, facing the door, the mouth showing canine teeth is wide open, the lip flesh is detached and drooping, the hanging pull moves down, and the expression is distorted , It seems that when she was resting, she suddenly saw something she was very afraid of, which caused a heart attack and died suddenly on the spot.

   Drop the report.

  Dean knocked on the table: "Captain Hunter, why is there no financial background check on the deceased?"

   "Because the dead leave nothing."

   Hunter Sr. explained:

  “We consulted the deceased’s bank information and also asked the deceased’s lawyer, and found that apart from maintaining basic daily expenses, the rest of her income was donated every month.

  The recipients of donations include individuals and welfare organizations all over the world. Daisy is checking the information, but so far, no abnormalities have been found.

  In addition, the deceased had no relatives.

  She left a will at the law firm very early. Once she died, the apartment would be sold, and all the money from the sale would be donated to children with congenital defects to help them undergo surgery. "

   As he spoke, his eyes showed respect: "The deceased was a truly good person, and she will definitely go to heaven."

Heaven?

  Dean was noncommittal, took out a piece of printing paper from his pocket, and pushed it to Old Hunter: "But according to my investigation, the background of the deceased is not as simple as it seems on the surface. She also has a pharmaceutical company under her name."

"medical company?"

Old Hunter took the paper, flipped through it for a while, and suddenly said: "It turns out that it is another state, or an agency company. No wonder we didn't find out about this pharmaceutical company before. That lawyer is responsible for helping the deceased to deal with various matters. He should know about it." , but previously concealed this pharmaceutical company!"

  He immediately realized that both the pharmaceutical company and the lawyer of the deceased had problems!

   "Dean, I'm subpoenaing that lawyer right now!"

  Old Hunter subconsciously wanted to summon Carlo, glanced at Dean, held back the words on his lips, and trotted away from the conference room.

   A moment.

  Holding the phone, he returned with an ugly face: "I can't get in touch."

  Old Hunter has a bad feeling.

  Dean stood up unhurriedly: "Whether the lawyer is missing or dead, at least we now have a direction to solve the case. Let's go, Carlo, we should get to work."

   "Yes, boss!"

   Carlo, who had been silent all this time, twisted his neck, his face full of excitement.

  (end of this chapter)